Marilyn Lott (5-28-42 / Washington state USA)
My Special Dad
As Father’s Day came and went
I couldn’t seem to start
To write my feelings down for you
So deep within my heart.
It’s so difficult to say it all
With so many passing years
You were here dad for me always
Through happiness and tears.
I think about my childhood,
My dad so tall and strong
How lucky I have always been
For our tightly woven bond.
I remember as a little girl
The special poems you’d read
You took time from your busy life
To fill so many needs.
When we came home late at night
You’d carry me to bed
So many special memories
That I’ve never really said.
I love you dad, and always will
Thanks for being who you are
For loving, caring, working hard
You’re the very best by far!
(My dad is gone now, and has been for many years. I wrote this poem while I could give it to him. He loved it!)
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